you think it's unnatural that i
don't prefer paved roads. my idea
of fun doesn't require me to
forget my name, sleep with the
first person who will have me,
write my name in vomit on someone
else's sleeve. i was there too
once, i can talk like i know. but
you've never truly given me a chance
to show you just who i am. you
cross-stitched me reckless and tossed
me aside. you said you could never
love someone like me but you don't even
know who i am. you're having a fight
with yourself again dear. but it is
one that i understand. take your time.
i have so much. and i know you don't
know who i am but i know you and maybe
this time, that will be enough.

04/06/2003

Author's Note: whatever.

Posted on 04/07/2003
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